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Updated: June 9, 2025
The fantasy of the wood-nymph underwent translation in Ingolby's mind; she was now like a mortal, who, having been transformed, at immortal dictate was returning to mortal state again. To heighten the illusion, he thought he heard faint singing in the depths of the wood.
Again and again did his morbid nature return to past events, and make his present position more unbearable. "Why," thought he, "did I ever entertain so wild a hope? This wood-nymph, with her robust yet graceful figure, her clear-headedness, her energy and will-power, could she ever have loved a being so weak and unstable as myself?
All my life I've wanted to look like a thingummy, but somehow I've never been able to manage it." "A wood-nymph!" exclaimed Freddie, in a burst of unwonted imagery. "Wood-nymphs didn't wear creations." "Well, you know what I mean!" He looked at her with honest admiration. "Dash it, Jill, you know, there's something about you! You're what's the word? you've got such small bones!" "Ugh!
Rita, longing to be alone, had resolved many times to return to the house, but before acting upon that resolve she heard a voice calling, "Rita!" and a moment afterward a pair of bright blue eyes, a dimpled rosy face, and a plump little form constructed upon the partridge model came in sight and suddenly halted. "Oh, excuse me," said our little wood-nymph friend, Sukey Yates.
"I will meet you to-morrow at the magnolia-tree, where first I found my little wood-nymph, as I shall always call you. Then we can talk matters over better. You will be sure to come while the dew sparkles on your pretty namesakes?" he asked, eagerly. Before she had time to answer the cottage door opened and Septima appeared in the door-way.
The wild pagan gladness of the wood-nymph, rejoicing in her freedom from the worries of common mortals, and in the vision of an undefined but absolute happiness, was enough for her. Sometimes, when walking in the early morning, far into the hills, and away from human eyes, she let the light electric breezes intoxicate her, and danced as she walked, or sang; nor, indeed, was she above whistling.
"But," says Minnie, doubtfully, looking at the easel where the golden curls and heavenly eyes of an angel are obscured by the russet-brown of a beginning wood-nymph, "why don't you keep to one idea, Fred?" "Oh, because I choose to be fancy-free. I will not have my imagination trammelled. Let it wander at its own sweet will. You will see, Minnie, by-and-by.
One turned often to the other, held back a branch, or proffered such service as he might over rough places, for Betty Dalrymple's movements were no longer those of a lithe wood-nymph; she had never felt so weary before. The first shades of twilight made it harder to distinguish their way amid intervening objects, and once an elastic bit of underbrush struck her sharply in the face.
"'So it is your turn now to pass before the Wood-nymph to receive your sentence, the dean said to the horse. 'Don't be afraid! Now I know why you brought me here, and I shall not leave you. "The fine cattle from the parsonage farm emerged from the forest and marched to the Wood-nymph and the wild beasts. Last in the line was the horse that had brought his master to Black's Ridge.
She did not wave the torch toward any of these, but as soon as the intelligent horse stepped forward, she made a movement to mark him for death. "Instantly the dean held up the Prayer-book, and the torchlight fell upon the cross on its cover. The Wood-nymph uttered a loud, shrill cry and let the torch drop from her hand. "Immediately the flame was extinguished.
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